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#51
Pathfinder: Fearann / Re: Book 1 - Chapter 5: Have S...
Last post by Asta - June 21, 2022, 03:43:04 PM"Saoirse MacCaibe for one. She controls nearly half the trade in the city, and while I support a woman coming to power, frankly the woman is a vicious bitch and I can't stand her. She's particularly ruthless in matters of business, and I suspect the only reason she hasn't completely driven out her competitors is Bhenneit marshaling what he calls a 'trade union'. That and he's much more personable."
Maev took a sip of wine before continuing: "Regardless, Saoirse has enough financial might that she can put the squeeze on smaller houses outside of Bhenneit's union and that keeps them sufficiently out of the way in any really important matters of state. Naturally, her clan have been in bed with the Macartain's since the beginning and their interests align."
"Uisdean, on the other hand... commands something of a more forceful obedience. It's no secret his clan have been angling to usurp the throne since they lost the war. He's backed financially by the MacCaibe's, and his own clan has been playing the long game for quite some time. Marriages, back room dealing, the occasional 'accident' during a friendly duel or hunting trip; all tools he's more than happy to employ. He lacks dea-chlu, you'd call it 'honor' in the south, but here its something with more nuance. The point being, he has his dirty fingers in a lot of pies and its hard to tell which ones he left shit in."
Maev took a sip of wine before continuing: "Regardless, Saoirse has enough financial might that she can put the squeeze on smaller houses outside of Bhenneit's union and that keeps them sufficiently out of the way in any really important matters of state. Naturally, her clan have been in bed with the Macartain's since the beginning and their interests align."
"Uisdean, on the other hand... commands something of a more forceful obedience. It's no secret his clan have been angling to usurp the throne since they lost the war. He's backed financially by the MacCaibe's, and his own clan has been playing the long game for quite some time. Marriages, back room dealing, the occasional 'accident' during a friendly duel or hunting trip; all tools he's more than happy to employ. He lacks dea-chlu, you'd call it 'honor' in the south, but here its something with more nuance. The point being, he has his dirty fingers in a lot of pies and its hard to tell which ones he left shit in."
#52
Dreams of Paradise / Re: CH1: Falling in the Deep E...
Last post by Schnizzer - June 21, 2022, 07:46:49 AM[info]
Fort: [blockquote]Rolled 1d20+2 : 14 + 2, total 16[/blockquote]
Reflex: [blockquote]Rolled 1d20+5 : 10 + 5, total 15[/blockquote]
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Fort: [blockquote]Rolled 1d20+2 : 14 + 2, total 16[/blockquote]
Reflex: [blockquote]Rolled 1d20+5 : 10 + 5, total 15[/blockquote]
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#53
Dreams of Paradise / Re: CH1: Falling in the Deep E...
Last post by Mysticsage - June 20, 2022, 08:11:04 PMBoth your heart and mind were beating a mile a minute, as the fight or flight response kicked into high gear. The three of you had decided in that split moment to try to fight for your own survival. Powered by the sudden rush of certain death you watched the other two nod and begin to rush full speed on deck to their positions, with you hot on their heels the entire time. Fueled by your emotions, and with a clarity of purpose, the three of you might be able to survive, your father always had stories of surviving impossible odds on sheer will power and a clever wit.
You had a plan, now it was just a matter of execution, and step one was to go hunting for clues before the ship went from bad to worse. This was perhaps your only chance to go hunting for anything useful before the storm would demand your entire attention. It was that knowledge that allowed you to climb above deck without even flinching as sheets of rain came crashing down on your collective heads as lightning wrenched across the sky like the claws of a massive dragon matched only by the ferocious winds.
In all the stories that your father told, he never really talked about the tunnel vision that occurred in these scenarios. At least not in a way that you had understood, until that moment, when you were really experiencing the full force of the storm for the first time. That tunnel vision to do what needs to be done, was allowing you in that moment to accomplish the most dangerous dead sprint you had ever done in your life without even registering what was happening around you. However, despite the dangerous environment you make it to the captain's quarters, drenched like a rat, winded, but unharmed.
Slamming the door open without a second thought and stepping through the threshold, without a second thought, that tunnel vision became a double edged sword. You were so focused on looking out for anything that might be useful left behind, you didn't even think to make sure it was safe.
The thought of traps never crossed your mind, until you felt the sensation of a tripwire snapping against the bare skin of your leg.
[info]give me a fort save for the sprint and a reflex save to try and get away from the tripwire.[/info]
You had a plan, now it was just a matter of execution, and step one was to go hunting for clues before the ship went from bad to worse. This was perhaps your only chance to go hunting for anything useful before the storm would demand your entire attention. It was that knowledge that allowed you to climb above deck without even flinching as sheets of rain came crashing down on your collective heads as lightning wrenched across the sky like the claws of a massive dragon matched only by the ferocious winds.
In all the stories that your father told, he never really talked about the tunnel vision that occurred in these scenarios. At least not in a way that you had understood, until that moment, when you were really experiencing the full force of the storm for the first time. That tunnel vision to do what needs to be done, was allowing you in that moment to accomplish the most dangerous dead sprint you had ever done in your life without even registering what was happening around you. However, despite the dangerous environment you make it to the captain's quarters, drenched like a rat, winded, but unharmed.
Slamming the door open without a second thought and stepping through the threshold, without a second thought, that tunnel vision became a double edged sword. You were so focused on looking out for anything that might be useful left behind, you didn't even think to make sure it was safe.
The thought of traps never crossed your mind, until you felt the sensation of a tripwire snapping against the bare skin of your leg.
[info]give me a fort save for the sprint and a reflex save to try and get away from the tripwire.[/info]
#54
Dreams of Paradise / Re: CH1: Falling in the Deep E...
Last post by Schnizzer - June 19, 2022, 11:59:11 PMArmand thinks for a moment before pointing towards Raynolt. "Right, you get the sails! Time to put those muscles to work." Hen then points to Veritas and smiles, "Time for you to see how good of a sailor you are. You steer us out of here and I'll try to keep a watch ad guide you through. If we're lucky, we might even survive!"
Armand then puts in the direction back up to the ship. As they make their Way back up, Armand gets an idea to see if the captain may have left anything useful behind. "You two, get to your stations! I'm going to see if that asshole left any maps or something I can use to figure out where we are."
[info]Veritas will take the helm.
Raynolt will man the sails.
Armand will check the captain's quarters before attempting to help Veritas navigate the storm and keeping a look out.[/info]
Armand then puts in the direction back up to the ship. As they make their Way back up, Armand gets an idea to see if the captain may have left anything useful behind. "You two, get to your stations! I'm going to see if that asshole left any maps or something I can use to figure out where we are."
[info]Veritas will take the helm.
Raynolt will man the sails.
Armand will check the captain's quarters before attempting to help Veritas navigate the storm and keeping a look out.[/info]
#55
Dreams of Paradise / Re: CH1: Falling in the Deep E...
Last post by Mysticsage - June 17, 2022, 04:27:31 PM"We've sailed before," Veritas said, with a firm conviction, as he tried to stand with the rest of you.
"Your father's sailboat cannot compare, a boat this size requires more than three people to be run smoothly. That said, if we don't at least try to do something we'll be the laughing stock of the afterlife!" Raynolt smiled a genuine smile, that showed his razor-like tusks.
"We won't last long without a plan, and Armand, you are the only one with any kind of clue where we're going. If we're going to survive I think you'll need to take point on this. Tell us what you need and we'll do our best to help out where we can. To think we would have this kind of excitement so soon in our adventure!" Veritas said looking between the two of you with only a half terrified look on his face.
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It seemed like the two men were looking to you for direction. You all knew the general layout of the ship, where the important mechanisms, were as well as to get supplies. Assuming that the crew hadn't laid traps or worse.
Veritas, taking a moment, rattled off everything he knew about boats in an attempt to help everyone understand the types of tasks that would need to be done to keep the ship afloat in this kind of weather.
[info]Skill Challange - Sink or Sink even faster.
DC: 15 Base
Veritas lists 3 major problems, that at least one of you will have to man if you hope to last any period of time.
Tasks:
Navigate the storm
Steer the ship
Man the sails
You can tell me how you want to do each task. Good descriptions and creative solutions with gear will modify the roll in your favor. Failing by five or more will cause complications succeeding by 5 or more will make other rolls easier. A Crit success and failure may also have unique effects.
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"Your father's sailboat cannot compare, a boat this size requires more than three people to be run smoothly. That said, if we don't at least try to do something we'll be the laughing stock of the afterlife!" Raynolt smiled a genuine smile, that showed his razor-like tusks.
"We won't last long without a plan, and Armand, you are the only one with any kind of clue where we're going. If we're going to survive I think you'll need to take point on this. Tell us what you need and we'll do our best to help out where we can. To think we would have this kind of excitement so soon in our adventure!" Veritas said looking between the two of you with only a half terrified look on his face.
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It seemed like the two men were looking to you for direction. You all knew the general layout of the ship, where the important mechanisms, were as well as to get supplies. Assuming that the crew hadn't laid traps or worse.
Veritas, taking a moment, rattled off everything he knew about boats in an attempt to help everyone understand the types of tasks that would need to be done to keep the ship afloat in this kind of weather.
[info]Skill Challange - Sink or Sink even faster.
DC: 15 Base
Veritas lists 3 major problems, that at least one of you will have to man if you hope to last any period of time.
Tasks:
Navigate the storm
Steer the ship
Man the sails
You can tell me how you want to do each task. Good descriptions and creative solutions with gear will modify the roll in your favor. Failing by five or more will cause complications succeeding by 5 or more will make other rolls easier. A Crit success and failure may also have unique effects.
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#56
Dreams of Paradise / Re: CH1: Falling in the Deep E...
Last post by Schnizzer - June 16, 2022, 05:36:56 PMArmand attempted to grab hold of the doorway and brace but still felt himself being tossed around. He tried to recover quickly and looked to make sure the other two were ok. He was then quickly distracted by the taste of bile in his mouth again. By the gods he almost thought of accepting his fate, if not simply to just make everything stop spinning and jumping. He then looked at Raynolt with a mixture of rage and desperation as he swallowed it back down and spit the taste out of his mouth.
"That rat bastard captain and his crew abandoned ship to leave us to die in the storm. It was a damned trap! You wouldn't happen to be able to sail a ship would you?"
"That rat bastard captain and his crew abandoned ship to leave us to die in the storm. It was a damned trap! You wouldn't happen to be able to sail a ship would you?"
#57
Dreams of Paradise / Re: CH1: Falling in the Deep E...
Last post by Mysticsage - June 14, 2022, 06:33:50 PMAs you enter the galley in a dead sprint, both men were equally surprised to see you up and around so soon. Veritas looking you over for a moment, quickly smiled as he saw that you had in fact picked out one of his outfits. He seemed all smiles and sunshine, blissfully unaware of the life-threatening danger you were all in as he was in the middle of a solitaire card game.
However, Raynolt, quickly reading the look on your face stood, "Is there some kind of problem?"
As if to punctuate his question, your collective stomachs drop to your feet, as a sensation of weightlessness overcomes you all as the ship crests another wave.
However, Raynolt, quickly reading the look on your face stood, "Is there some kind of problem?"
As if to punctuate his question, your collective stomachs drop to your feet, as a sensation of weightlessness overcomes you all as the ship crests another wave.
#58
Dreams of Paradise / Re: CH1: Falling in the Deep E...
Last post by Schnizzer - June 13, 2022, 05:02:50 PMArmand stared at the captain with obvious confusion as he tried to figure out what was going on. As the captain spoke and cut the rope, Armand snapped to and yelled out the porthole, "You better hope I don't survive this you bastard!" He was sure no one heard him over the sound of the crashing waves. It didn't matter, if he was going to die than he was going to do so having the last word. He quickly made sure he had the crystal, letter, and hat securely on his person before running back to the galley.
The adrenaline kicked in as the reality of their situation started to sink in and he ran yelling, "RAAAAAAAYNOOOOLT! VEEEERITAAAAS!" He stops in the doorway looking around for the two men.
The adrenaline kicked in as the reality of their situation started to sink in and he ran yelling, "RAAAAAAAYNOOOOLT! VEEEERITAAAAS!" He stops in the doorway looking around for the two men.
#59
Re:Fund - My Vacation Is Ruined By Getting Sent Into Another World! / Re: [Amelia] Chapter 19: Dream...
Last post by Mysticsage - June 12, 2022, 07:37:04 PMLocation: Across the City
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Amelia was terrified about running into the thick of the flames, like she was riding a roller coaster approaching a massive drop. However, Amelia's waking mind was not in full control as the fox in the dream covered for those fears with a tacticians wit. After all she had a partner with her that both versions of Amelia felt they could rely on no matter what. The King was after all, matched her wit with his sheer brawn and power, making them an ideal duo. The narrative of the dream itself also provisioned with powers and equipment to match their roles, and to that the blessings of the waking world and they had a glimmer of a chance to change the narrative entirely.
Amelia watched from the sidelines as the duo came face to face with their first threats. A pair of hulking demon beasts able to bash and burn their way through their impressive defenses. However, the damage the king could inflict combined with his advisor's support far outpaced anything the intruders could muster. Their enemy was no joke if even one could physically match the king as they did, but this smaller encounter had given Amelia's avatar some much needed context. Mainly she learned that these creatures, outside of being brutes, only had one trick to produce black fire that could affect an area, that they would focus on the closest threat without worrying about their surroundings, and most importantly, they bared a striking resemblance to some shadow beasts tied to old legends from their homelands. Putting the strange connections between this new world and their homeworld aside for now she had a pretty confident understanding of the enemy.
The next step was to understand the battlefield as a whole, so that they could try to rally a proper defense. Spending a full minute, during which the king had to face several more demons alone, she cast a spell that allowed her to see from the sky like a bird. The city was being besieged by three fronts in the north, east, and west. The west was where the majority of the civilians were being protected by the knights that had quickly had to organize a defense. In the east there was a party of six demons trying to sneak past the defenses to gain access to the heart of the city. Finally, the lion's share of the demons were in the north, along with their boss. She knew at a glance that the north would be where the king would want to go next. Wordlessly, she formulated plans for each of the two other fronts, so that their combined attention could be focused on the boss in the front.
After all, it was only proper that the king greet foreign dignitaries with the accepted amount of pomp and circumstance.
Fueled by the storm of emotions shared between the fox and the girl, the dream shifted for a moment to allow the fox access to the Friends List blessing, so that she could armchair general the various troops in the west and those still scattered into a proper defense. The sneaking demons in the east needed a more violent answer, which the fox solved by summoning a cyclone to harass them signaling their defense. In less than two minutes, exactly the fox had managed to disrupt most of the attempts to destroy their home. The north however was another problem, by far the largest group of demons, if left alone they could easily have taken the city alone with the help of their boss, not an ideal fight when already winded. However, fatigue did little to stop the ruler of beasts from jumping into the swarm.
The fox cast what magic she could to slow them down and strengthen her king, even going so far as to making him grow to the point that he matched the rank and file demons in size, and covering him in dangerous thorns. Still, the best tactics in the world can be outdone by sheer numbers, and the demons had their fair share. They refused to think of anything else but killing the duo, even resulting in friendly fire as they tried to swarm the king and drown him in attacks. Their plan would have succeeded, should have succeeded as the lion was taken within in an inch of his life. However, the fox from the shadows was able to change the course of the dream with a high powered heal spell, allowing the lion to finish the minions almost at full strength.
This play however, caught the attention of the demon general, a creature of a similar shape to the others but even larger, and more intelligent. He took notice of Amelia despite her best efforts, and seemed ready to switch targets after calling out the fact they could use light magic. However, this revelation distracted the general just enough that before he could act the king had killed him where he stood letting his ax remove his head from the body.
Winning what should have been an impossible fight, new hope blooms in the waking Amelia's chest, along with a question.
What would happen next, now that they had somehow managed to survive?
#60
Dreams of Paradise / Re: CH1: Falling in the Deep E...
Last post by Mysticsage - June 11, 2022, 05:39:24 PMYou make it all the way back to your room without much problem as the boat continues to rock violently. Throwing your dirty clothes and boots into a spot by your bed the boat rocks with a sudden forceful jolt. If it wasn't for the fact that your new gloves gave you extra grip, you wouldn't have been able to stay on your feet and would have ended up in a heap with your old clothes.
You got lucky.
One of the crew members did not get as lucky, as the sound of a loud scream directly outside your window drew your attention before being followed by a splash. However, you didn't just see one person falling outside your window. In fact, what you saw was the elderly sea dog of a captain directly meeting your gaze with a suddenly sheepish expression, as he and a laughable number of his crew, and only his crew, tried to cram their bodies into one of the two tiny lifeboats that the Stalwart had been equipped with.
The other lifeboat you could already see in the distance was equally packed like sardines as they sailed out back the way they came away from the storm being chased by the waves.
In the split second while all of this registered as if to put a period on the thought, the captain called out, "The Renards send their blessings on your travels! May your father greet you soon!"
And then you watch the boat plummet out of sight as, with a laugh, he cuts the line.
You got lucky.
One of the crew members did not get as lucky, as the sound of a loud scream directly outside your window drew your attention before being followed by a splash. However, you didn't just see one person falling outside your window. In fact, what you saw was the elderly sea dog of a captain directly meeting your gaze with a suddenly sheepish expression, as he and a laughable number of his crew, and only his crew, tried to cram their bodies into one of the two tiny lifeboats that the Stalwart had been equipped with.
The other lifeboat you could already see in the distance was equally packed like sardines as they sailed out back the way they came away from the storm being chased by the waves.
In the split second while all of this registered as if to put a period on the thought, the captain called out, "The Renards send their blessings on your travels! May your father greet you soon!"
And then you watch the boat plummet out of sight as, with a laugh, he cuts the line.